Fatal Attraction

Brianna's pov

I dragged my feet to the door and rang the doorbell. Today has been a hectic day and I'm so glad it ended. I can't wait to just go inside and bury my face in Tony's chest.

My father announced that my twin sister will be getting married to a man he has chosen for her. Brenda refused at first but later caved reluctantly. I am sad because I know it's a matter of time before he finds a perfect match for me too. It doesn't help if I have a boyfriend or not. I'll have to break up with him, just like Brenda broke up with her boyfriend today. She was heartbroken. I had to console her until she finally pushed me out of her room. I was completely drained so I decided to come to my boyfriend.

The knots in my stomach were replaced with butterflies and eagerness as I rang the doorbell one more time. I sighed and concluded he was not in the house. I fetched my phone from my bag and called him but all my calls went straight to voicemail. Maybe he isn't at home. I was about to leave when I remembered that he leaves a spare key under the doormat. I opened it and went inside.

The apartment didn't look empty as there were clothes and shoes scattered everywhere. I picked the clothes up before realizing that some of it didn't belong to Tony. They're a lady's clothes and they're definitely not mine. Just then, I started hearing some sounds coming from the bedroom.

“No! It can't be, it can't be,” I chanted in my head as I strode towards the bedroom. The sounds grew louder but I still refused to believe it in my head. I pushed the bedroom door open and the scene made my jaw drop.

Tony was on the bed with a woman completely. I stood there as the tears stung at the corner of my eyes but I blinked them away. I refuse to shed any tears for this cheat. They haven't noticed my presence as they were so engrossed in their ‘activity’. I couldn't watch anymore so I stomped out of the apartment. I ran to my car, tears blurring my vision. Only when I got into the car did I finally let the tears flow freely. I cried for a few minutes before finally getting a grip of myself. I sent him a text telling him we're over that he should go fuck himself. After sending the text, I released a breath of satisfaction.

I couldn't go home like this looking wretched so I decided to go to a club nearby. I ordered a bottle of beer and downed a shot. One shot turned to two then three, after the third I was so drunk that I couldn't see anything properly.

“Hey!” I called the man sitting next to me. I have been staring at him since I got here, but only got the courage to say hello after I was drunk.

“You are sooo handsome,” I slurped. He merely threw me a glance and resumed his business, downing shots of vodka as if he was drinking water. I got drunk after only three shots of beer and he has almost finished the bottle but doesn't even look slightly drunk.

“You are very handsome,” I repeated

“So I've been told,” he said with a hint of irritation in his voice. I laughed slightly.

“You know, you shouldn't cheat on your girlfriend just because you're handsome and get a lot of attention, it would hurt her a lot,” I said and teared up a bit.